Page 62 of Suck My Puck

“We’re attracted to each other. And we have pretty incredible chemistry in the bedroom.”

I let myself smile. “That’s true.”

He leans closer and kisses my neck. I shiver and hold back a moan.

“I like you, Bella. A lot.” He trails a line of kisses down the side of my neck.

“I like you too,” I say, my voice breathy.

“Besides, I’ve been playing really well since we started hooking up. If we stop no, I’m screwed.”

I burst out laughing and shove him. He chuckles as he grabs my waist and pulls me against him.

“You’re my good luck charm, pretty girl.”

I know he’s only kidding around, but I can’t help the way my stomach flips when he says that. After the way my ex treated me, it feels so good to be wanted by Braden. He’s so sweet and doting and focused on what I want.

“You’re so romantic,” I tease.

“You bring it out of me.”

I bite back a smile. “You’d be okay for this to stay as a hook-up only thing?”

He flashes that panty-melting grin. “Yeah.”

“We need to set some ground rules.”

“Okay, sure.”

“I’m not interested in full-on sex.”

“I’m good with that.”

“If either of us wants to stop this arrangement at any point, we stop. No questions asked.”

“Absolutely.”

“What about you? What rules do you want?”

That wicked smile appears. “When I’m playing an away game, we hook up over video chat.”

I roll my eyes and chuckle. “Really? You’re into that?”

“Yeah. Fooling around over video is hot. You’ll see.”

He slides his arms around me and hugs me tighter against him.

I smile. “Okay. Deal.”

He kisses me. It doesn’t take long before things heat up. He slides his hands under the hoodie I’m wearing and cups my breasts. Gently, he works my nipples between his fingers, softly tugging. I moan into his mouth. I pull the hoodie over my head and drop it to the floor.

He slides his hand between my legs. He groans into my mouth.

“So wet already?” he teases. I smile against his mouth and nod.

He circles his fingertips gently around my clit. That familiar pressure builds between my legs, seeping up my tummy and chest. It’s not long before my legs start to get wobbly.

Braden leans back. Heat flashes in his eyes. “I want you to ride my face, pretty girl.”

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